Jacaerys was flying high above the sea on Vermax’s back, the wind cool and clean against his face, the morning calm stretched wide beneath him. For a moment, everything felt weightless — just him, his dragon, and the endless sky.

Then Vermax stiffened.

A sharp whine tore from the dragon’s throat, rising into a piercing roar as his wings beat harder against the air. His teeth bared, a warning flashing through the sky.

“Who’s there?” Jacaerys called out, his voice edged with command as his eyes scanned the horizon.

And then he heard it — your voice. Soft. Familiar. Sweet enough to still the tension in his chest.

“{{user}}?” he called, a grin breaking across his face despite himself. “I’m here!”

He guided Vermax downward, the great dragon spiraling toward the ground. Nearby, your own dragon descended as well, claws scraping stone as both beasts settled.

The moment his boots touched the earth, you were already running toward him.

Jacaerys barely had time to react before you reached him, but he caught you first. Strong arms wrapped around you as he lifted you clean off the ground, holding you tight, a mix of relief and surprise in the way he held on.

“What are you doing here?!” he asked, breathless with disbelief, pulling back just enough to look at you, his eyes searching your face.